Dear God

I've been inspired recently by reading a very lovely, lighthearted little book that has a deeper message. It's written by a man who claims to be a lapsed athiest and it's a book of "short prayers for long days".
Little sentances to God about the mundane, the funny and the perplexing things in life.
I loved reading it. It used to belong to my Grandad, but he's now able to talk face to face with God.
It inspired me to just talk to God more. God is interested in the everyday happenings in our lives. He doesn't just want a shopping list of prayer or an hour here or there. He wants to be able to be involved, to laugh with us or cry with us.
You see, there's a scarey bit in my bible. It says that at the end of time some will come to the gates of heaven and want to go in saying to God that they've done all kinds of things in His name, but He'll tell them to go....because He doesn't know them. How sad to have lived a life of duty in His name with no relationship.
So. Whilst my Twitter friends may think I've gone a little off the wall with my "Dear God" posts. It's just another way to talk to my God about my life. To get to know Him....and let Him get to know me too.

Grandad

When I attended my grandmother's funeral my grandfather sat in his wheelchair by her open grave and said "Goodbye Dora, I'll see you soon". Heartbreakingly for us, but happily for him, today I stood beside the open grave of my grandfather to say goodbye to him.

Loosing one grandparent was very hard. Loosing both of them has hurt so much. I don't feel much like myself at the moment. But I suppose that's normal, whatever normal is.

I'm glad he's with Jesus. I'm glad he's with my grandmother. But there's so much I wish that I could have said and done more. Maybe it's always like that when you loose someone you love.

For now I think it's just time to be quiet, at least that's how I feel.